The night when fiction became real and its horror

When they left for the movie that night they didn't know that the  "Joker" in the movie house was going to be real. He in all his brilliance was led to commit a horrific crime as the fictional "Joker" has been known to do. There was no real Batman to bring him to his knees before he was able to cause the terrible pain of that night on 7/20/2012  in Aurora ,Colorado, USA

Act one was indeed that of true insanity, a scene that left real bleeding hearts, some victims slumped in their seats and others that lie scattered along with their popcorn, and caused the real pain that one could only imagine.

A young couple with an infant in their arms believed they would have a night out before she was due for the next feeding, instead they held her limp body to their broken hearts.  And too, the pain of a six year old son taken so cruelly from his parents.  Many teens helped to drag each other out of the theater as their blood soaked lives took a twisted turn, taking their innocence along with it. Families and friends then spent the night outside of the theater sobbing as they awaited the final and worse pain that indeed their loved ones were part of this horror story,and part of the crime scene being investigated through out the night. So too we sob in our hearts with them for their loss, and we can only pray that they will be comforted in their grief .

Our God wants us to be merciful during these times and to forgive even what seems unforgivable, for us the common man, who among us can muster up the strength to be able to do so at this time ?  Is even the" Joker" in pain too ?

The brilliance of his mind that took him through grad school could have brought so much to all of us as a physician, then suddenly it became one of distortion. Replaced now by a grandiose fictional character of fear and violence instead of the healer he had hoped to be.

In addition to the despair his parents, and friends must feel, he like so many others that are led to these acts of violence; has once again shaken us to our very core.  Another  reality check on just how fragile our minds are. Once again we are reminded that even the brightest among us can drift into the unknown areas of  darkness and despair.

We can only hope and pray that families and friends can intervene in time to save others from the horrors of the troubled mind.

"Joker" Bigstock.com

Holding on and letting go..How do we decide ?

 The fourth of July is here again. But something feels different this year. Gone are the spontaneous celebrations of another summer beginning, another parade and  cook outs that filled our bodies and souls with good food and friends.  Suddenly when we least expect it, life as we knew it has taken a new course.

It seems that we spend most of our time censoring our behavior. Taking on instead political correctness, a behavior that now stunts our enthusiasm, dilutes our spontaneity and for many leaves  us feeling a great void in our hearts.

 As we stumble a while trying to regroup and regain some sibilance of control, we try to separate those heart felt beliefs that we have,  from those that are just part of our present day. There are changes going on in our society over which we have no control, changes that we will most likely have to acquiesce .

We are standing in the middle of a crossroad. Neither here or there, but somewhere in between our present and our future, not unlike everyday is but with a bolder and radical drift away from the solid foundation we have built on in the past. 

"It's a small world after all " rings painfully true and not just a childhood memory from the worlds Fair. Will we ever become stronger because we share our strengths or will we succumb to the greed and jealousy of our human nature ?  We are all here on earth for a very short time and we are merely guests on this blessed land. Outsiders will twist our pictures to fit their albums and we can only pray that we will be recognizable.

It is up to each individual to decide for themselves what values they will hold on to, and what they are willing to let go of in our ever evolving society.  History takes its own journey and ready or not we can travel with it with hopes to see a new light where there was once darkness. Or we can choose to add our own light with our own candles and maybe even light a candle for someone else.

I should have told you yesterday...Memorial Day

With memorial day weekend approaching take the time to tell your family and friends how special they are to you and that you love them. Do not live out your life as if there will always be tomorrows for some this may not be. Feed your family nourishment for both their body and soul. Share pictures and good memories make them part of today.

Whether it be picnics or parades that help you celebrate this holiday remember those who are far from home. Those who spend most of their lives defending our country in far away places.
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The beaches that our service men find themselves on in foreign countries are always hot, cruel and barren. No picnics or parades. Their wives, lovers or frolicking children are always on their minds. It is those memories from home that help to keep them strong. They think of  their last encounters with loved ones as they lean on crumbled walls holding on to only weapons, they can only pray that they will return home again. As most of us will do, especially on this Memorial Day 2012

" Be the change you want to see"

With an open mind I often search history and find words that the wise have spoken in the past and find that they still apply today and will in all of our tomorrows.  Why reinvent the wheel when it is the same wheel that rolls from the past and into our future ?  Truly the wheels go round and round.

" It's the action, not the fruit of the action that is important. You have to do the right thing. It may not be in your power, may not be in your time, that there will be any fruit.  But that doesn't mean you stop doing the right thing. You may never know what results come from your action. But if you do nothing, there will be no results."

Mahandas Gandhi 1869-1948

In spite of our political differences and changes that history has made we remain the same.
We all live with the unrest at home and around the world. Where lives are used up fighting over land and territory that by the grace of God is only loaned to us, for our brief time on earth.  The discourse in the pursuit of power over Global control has lessened us as a whole. Our strengths could be better used for good in the world. Instead, our greed and lust for power takes from us the peace that we seek.



Just saying by Olivia

People power and purpose with an update

A 76 year old terminally ill former Marine of the Vietnam war, and a father who had hoped to fly to see his daughter who was undergoing surgery,was himself deeply cut. His physician had advised him not to fly at this time because he was ill with esophageal cancer. However, another sad cruel blow was by the airline that refused to reimburse him for the cancellation of his flight.

This Airline failed to take flight and meet the public's expectations of what is considered fairness in the public's eye. They missed a perfect opportunity to win over the public during these hard times and possible would have been rewarded by the flying public.

The social media of today has now harnessed a powerful position in our lives. The power of the people. Although it's not without risk, it can influence users to support those who have been mistreated, ignored, abandoned or who are in need, such as FB's  most recent undertaking listing organ donors.The silent majority is no longer silent and can change many things by saying out loud "listen up."

The airline that flew off and left a retired sick Marine standing alone without a refund, will likely be flying with empty seats as the public expresses their outrage. Sometimes action speaks louder then words.

There is no stronger link of people and purpose then standing hand in hand in our pursuit of good over evil.

As of May 5,2012. The Airlines has reconsidered and will do the right thing.     http://www.foxnews.com/us/2012/05/04/spirit-caves-airline-boss-refunds-dying-vet-fare/?test=latestnews

Are we waiting to implode ?

It doesn't take wise men or Solomon to see how we as a nation are coming undone.  As with many "things" we are now a society that is being considered obsolete by those that are creating a new vision and a global world.  Those of us who placed value on our past history and our constitution now see it being rewritten by an evolving culture, one that is influenced by the media,  the money and bitter politics.

It is easy to see the outside forces that believe they have the "goodwill of man" in mind. Global efforts and shifting powers are in play.  As if a game of chess, a plan is always in play. The future is patiently waiting  for a new vision to unfold.

Quiet acquiescence suits some who know where the power lies. Yet our heavy hearts had hoped for a better world for our children. We worked hard and quietly took care of the needy in our neighborhoods.  Every man's accomplishment was cheered on and rewarded with pride and the respect one had earned. We encouraged on going education and planted christian values in our children. We got caught up in the ecumenical movement and respected all faiths and the men who built values for all of us to measure up to. We are aware of our own flaws and do not give up, we will fight for what we cherish.


Yet now, as if unrest is the norm we are being leaned on from the "outside"  toxic irritants at play. In spite of our great steps forward in closing racial and cultural divide, timely divisive pollutants now fill our air. As if a puppet master rules over our powers to be and footman stand by and  stir up the long buried pain of our growth as a civilized country.

We are being stacked against each other now and losing our personal space. How long will it take to implode ? Some in our great nation will continue to fight the uncivil, and the depreciating culture of those trying to destroy values of a proud society.  Growth and positive change can come without "throwing away the baby with the bath water."

We are stronger when we respect each others values and richer when we share them.


We can only hope for divine intervention for the simple man in tears.

A garden of lost children

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Daddy said someone took mommy away... And he cried with my brother and me... Hoping she would come home any day... Wanting things like they used to be... Daddy cradled us carefully... In the place we called home... The now burned down halls... Where we cried and we roamed...

I dare you to love us... Your first born child... And the brother I had... Who laughed and smiled...

"You don't look the same daddy... What is so wrong... Where is our mommy... And where is her song?"...

I think I smell gasoline... Why are you so cold...Why is the surprise... The hatchet you hold...

You said that you loved us... But this we do know... Your eyes were so empty... When you hurt us so...

When we go to that space... Where other dead children Are kept in this place... A place between life... And their sad unknown... A garden of lost children... Who are never alone..